Dude, you'd better get yourself some booze or ganj or you'll have a bleeding ulcer by Sunday. rofl

I hear you, though. I'm feeling a little uptight, too.
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She was standin' alone over by the juke box, like she'd something to sell.
I said "baby, what's the goin' price?" She told me to go to hell.

Bon Scott - Shot Down in Flames